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Monthly Archives: May 2019
836 THE BROWNING OF LEAVES 5-24-19
I’m reluctant to visit the old neighborhood. Not for my tears shed for those I could no longer find, but for the sorrow I’d feel for those I would. Now, all are perfect. Photos, fast set, in memory, beautiful in … Continue reading
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835 SOME THINGS JUST DON’T MATTER 5-23-19
Ruth, with her husband Robert, were sponcers at the youth center in my childhoods neighborhood. She, the young mother of my first girlfriend… we were all just beginners, really. But her daughter was a purposefull kisser with black, silken hair. … Continue reading
834 REMEMBER THE FIRSTS 5-22-19
Madalyn was the first, (and you all know, instantly, by instinct, of what I speak). I was 25 and way over due. She was 24 and knew what to do. That late night loving is lovely, still, even through all … Continue reading
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833 Regarding Defecation 5-21-19
I watched a movie, decades back about the Little Boy Emperor of Manchuria whose bowel movements, left in a golden bowl, were a matter of emperial concern. His eunuch servant sniffed the little boys droppings and diagnosed: “More meat! His … Continue reading
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832 …now here’s a happy thought… 5-10-19
This day dawns to doom as did yesterday and its yesterday and its yesterday. Each days morning morphs to mourning as each birth ends in tomb. Why, then, glory at sunrise, that fickle surprise? Why praise the light when all … Continue reading
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831 Through All The Doors 5-8-19
After nine months becoming, the fullness of time is upon me. I am pushed by a power somewhere within. I feel the pressure. I ride the wave. I gather my courage, open the door, walk on through. After five years … Continue reading
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830 Luke 17: 20-21 (extended) 5-5-19
Beseaching god to send the spirit from way out there, somewhere, to here is praying the wrong prayer! The Spirit pounds on the inside of our ribs, calling to be outside its cage, free to do its work, blowing where … Continue reading
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829 Gotta Love Lust 5-4-19
Be ye not leary of lust. Lust is loves kindling. See two compainonable logs, split so to rest together in the fire place, nursing simmering embers, needing only a toss of shavings and twigs to ignite the flames again. Be … Continue reading
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